Chorus:Ope wide the portal of thy gaping throat, Cyclops; for strangers’ limbs, both boiled and grilled, are ready from off the coals for thee to gnaw and tear and mince up small,reclining in thy shaggy goatskin coat.
Χορός:Εὐρείας φάρυγγος, ὦ Κύκλωψ,ἀναστόμου τὸ χεῖλος· ὡς ἕτοιμά σοιἑφθὰ καὶ ὀπτὰ καὶ ἀνθρακιᾶς ἄπο …χναύειν, βρύκειν,κρεοκοπεῖν μέλη ξένων,δασυμάλλῳ ἐν αἰγίδι κλινομένῳ.
Chorus:Relinquish not thy meal for me; keep that boat for thyself alone. Avaunt this cave! avaunt the burnt-offerings,which the godless Cyclops offers on Aetna’s altars, exulting in meals on strangers’ flesh!
Χορός:Μή μοι μὴ προσδίδου·μόνος μόνῳ γέμιζε πορθμίδος σκάφος.χαιρέτω μὲν αὖλις ἅδε,χαιρέτω δὲ θυμάτωνἀποβώμιος ἃν ἔχει θυσίανΚύκλωψ Αἰτναῖος ξενικῶνκρεῶν κεχαρμένος βορᾷ.
Chorus:Oh! the ruthless monster! to sacrifice his guests at his own hearth, the suppliants of his halls, cleaving and tearing and serving up to his loathsome teeth a feast of human flesh, hot from the coals.
Χορός:Νηλής, ὦ τλᾶμον, ὅστις [δωμάτων]ἐφεστίους [ξενικοὺς] ἱκτῆρας ἐκθύει δόμων,ἑφθά τε δαινύμενος, μυσαροῖσί τ’ ὀδοῦσινκόπτων βρύκων[ἀνθρώπων] θέρμ’ ἀπ’ ἀνθράκων κρέα,…
Chorus:…
Χορός:Μή μοι μὴ προσδίδου·μόνος μόνῳ γέμιζε πορθμίδος σκάφος.χαιρέτω μὲν αὖλις ἅδε,χαιρέτω δὲ θυμάτωνἀποβώμιος ἃν ἔχει θυσίανΚύκλωψ Αἰτναῖος ξενικῶνκρεῶν κεχαρμένος βορᾷ.
Odysseus:(reappearing with a look of horror.) O Zeus! what can I say after the hideous sights I have seen inside the cave, things past belief, resembling more the tales men tell than aught they do?
Ὀδυσσεύς:ὦ Ζεῦ, τί λέξω, δείν’ ἰδὼν ἄντρων ἔσωκοὐ πιστά, μύθοις εἰκότ’, οὐδ’ ἔργοις βροτῶν;
Chorus:What news, Odysseus? has the Cyclops, most godless monster, been feasting on thy dear comrades?
Χορός:τί δ’ ἔστ’, Ὀδυσσεῦ; μῶν τεθοίναται σέθενφίλους ἑταίρους ἀνοσιώτατος Κύκλωψ;
Odysseus:Aye, he singled out a pair, on whom the flesh wasfattest and in best condition, and took them up in his hand to weigh.
Ὀδυσσεύς:δισσούς γ’ ἀθρήσας κἀπιβαστάσας χεροῖν,οἳ σαρκὸς εἶχον εὐτραφέστατον πάχος.
Chorus:How went it with you then, poor wretch?
Χορός:πῶς, ὦ ταλαίπωρ’, ἦτε πάσχοντες τάδε;
Odysseus:When we had entered yonder rocky abode, he lighted first a fire, throwing logs of towering oak upon his spacious hearth,enough for three waggons to carry as their load; next, close by the blazing flame, he placed his couch of pine-boughs laid upon the floor, and filled a bowl of some ten firkins, pouring white milk thereinto, after he had milked his kine;
Ὀδυσσεύς:ἐπεὶ πετραίαν τήνδ’ ἐσήλθομεν χθόνα,ἀνέκαυσε μὲν πῦρ πρῶτον, ὑψηλῆς δρυὸςκορμοὺς πλατείας ἐσχάρας βαλὼν ἔπι,τρισσῶν ἁμαξῶν ὡς ἀγώγιμον βάρος.ἔπειτα φύλλων ἐλατίνων χαμαιπετῆἔστρωσεν εὐνὴν πλησίον πυρὸς φλογί.κρατῆρα δ’ ἐξέπλησεν ὡς δεκάμφορον,μόσχους ἀμέλξας, λευκὸν ἐσχέας γάλα.
and by his side he put a can of ivy-wood, whose breadth was three cubits and its depth four maybe; [next he set his brazen pot a-boiling on the fire,] spits too he set beside him, fashioned of the branches of thorn, their points hardened in the fire and the rest of them trimmed with the hatchet,and the blood-bowls of Aetna for the axe’s edge. Now when that hell-cook, god-detested, had everything quite ready, he caught up a pair of my companions and proceeded deliberately to cut the throat of one of them over the yawning brazen pot;but the other he clutched by the tendon of his heel, and, striking him against a sharp point of rocky stone, dashed out his brains; then, after hacking the fleshy parts with glutton cleaver, he set to grilling them, but the limbs he threw into his cauldron to seethe.And I, poor wretch, drew near with streaming eyes and waited on the Cyclops; but the others kept cowering like frightened birds in crannies of the rock, and the blood forsook their skin.
σκύφος τε κισσοῦ παρέθετ’ εἰς εὖρος τριῶνπήχεων, βάθος δὲ τεσσάρων ἐφαίνετο.καὶ χάλκεον λέβητ’ ἐπέζεσεν πυρί,ὀβελούς τ’, ἄκρους μὲν ἐγκεκαυμένους πυρί,ξεστοὺς δὲ δρεπάνῳ τἄλλα, παλιούρου κλάδων,Αἰτναῖά τε σφαγεῖα πελέκεων γνάθοις.ὡς δ’ ἦν ἕτοιμα πάντα τῷ θεοστυγεῖἍιδου μαγείρῳ, φῶτε συμμάρψας δύοἔσφαζ’ ἑταίρων τῶν ἐμῶν, ῥυθμῷ θ’ ἐνὶτὸν μὲν λέβητος ἐς κύτος χαλκήλατον,τὸν δ’ αὖ, τένοντος ἁρπάσας ἄκρου ποδός,παίων πρὸς ὀξὺν στόνυχα πετραίου λίθου,ἐγκέφαλον ἐξέρρανε, καὶ καθαρπάσαςλάβρῳ μαχαίρᾳ σάρκας ἐξώπτα πυρίτὰ δ’ ἐς λέβητ’ ἐφῆκεν ἕψεσθαι μέληἐγὼ δ’ ὁ τλήμων δάκρυ’ ἀπ’ ὀφθαλμῶν χέωνἐχριμπτόμην Κύκλωπι κἀδιακόνουν·ἅλλοι δ’ ὅπως ὄρνιθες ἐν μυχοῖς πέτραςπτήξαντες εἶχον, αἷμα δ’ οὐκ ἐνῆν χροΐ.
Anon, when he had gorged himself upon my comrades’ flesh andhad fallen on his back, breathing heavily, there came a sudden inspiration to me. I filled a cup of this Maronian wine and offered him a draught, saying, “Cyclops, son of Ocean’s god, see here what heavenly drink the grapes of Hellas yield,”“glad gift of Dionysus.” He, glutted with his shameless meal, took and drained it at one draught, and, lifting up his hand, he thanked me thus, “Dearest to me of all my guests! fair the drink thou givest me to crown so fair a feast.”
ἐπεὶ δ’ ἑταίρων τῶν ἐμῶν πλησθεὶς βορᾶςἀνέπεσε, φάρυγος αἰθέρ’ ἐξιεὶς βαρύν,ἐσῆλθέ μοί τι θεῖον· ἐμπλήσας σκύφοςΜάρωνος αὐτῷ τοῦδε προσφέρω πιεῖν,λέγων τάδ’· Ὦ τοῦ ποντίου θεοῦ Κύκλωψ,σκέψαι τόδ’ οἷον Ἑλλὰς ἀμπέλων ἄποθεῖον κομίζει πῶμα, Διονύσου γάνος.ὃ δ’ ἔκπλεως ὢν τῆς ἀναισχύντου βορᾶςἐδέξατ’ ἔσπασέν ⟨τ’⟩ ἄμυστιν ἑλκύσαςκἀπῄνεσ’ ἄρας χεῖρα· Φίλτατε ξένων,καλὸν τὸ πῶμα δαιτὶ πρὸς καλῇ δίδως.
Now when I saw his delight, I gave him another cup, knowing the wine would make him rue it, and he would soon be paying the penalty. Then he set to singing; but I kept filling bumper after bumper and heating him with drink.
ἡσθέντα δ’ αὐτὸν ὡς ἐπῃσθόμην ἐγώ,ἄλλην ἔδωκα κύλικα, γιγνώσκων ὅτιτρώσει νιν οἷνος καὶ δίκην δώσει τάχα.καὶ δὴ πρὸς ᾠδὰς εἷρπ’. ἐγὼ δ’ ἐπεγχέωνἄλλην ἐπ’ ἄλλῃ σπλάγχν’ ἐθέρμαινον ποτῷ.
So there he is singing discordantly amid the weeping of my fellow-sailors, and the cave re-echoes; but I have made my way out quietly and would fain save thee and myself, if thou wilt. Tell me then, is it your wish, or is it not, to fly from this unsocial wretchand take up your abode with Naiad nymphs in the halls of the Bacchic god? Thy father within approves this scheme; but there! he is powerless, getting all he can out of his liquor; his wings are snared by the cup as if he had flown against bird-lime, and he is fuddled; but thou art young and lusty;so save thyself with my help and regain thy old friend Dionysus, so little like the Cyclops.
ᾄδεῖ δὲ παρὰ κλαίουσι συνναύταις ἐμοῖςἄμουσ’, ἐπηχεῖ δ’ ἄντρον. ἐξελθὼν δ’ ἐγὼσιγῇ. σὲ σῶσαι κἄμ’, ἐὰν βούλῃ, θέλω.ἀλλ’ εἴπατ’ εἴτε χρῄζετ’ εἴτ’ οὐ χρῄζετεφεύγειν ἄμεικτον ἄνδρα καὶ τὰ Βακχίουναίειν μέλαθρα Δαναΐδων νυμφῶν μέτα.ὁ μὲν γὰρ ἔνδον σὸς πατὴρ τάδ’ ᾔνεσεν.ἀλλ’ ἀσθενὴς γὰρ κἀποκερδαίνων ποτοῦ,ὥσπερ πρὸς ἰξῷ τῇ κύλικι λελημμένοςπτέρυγας ἀλύει· σὺ δέ—νεανίας γὰρ εἶ—σώθητι μετ’ ἐμοῦ καὶ τὸν ἀρχαῖον φίλονΔιόνυσον ἀνάλαβ’, οὐ Κύκλωπι προσφερῆ.
Chorus:Best of friends, would we might see that day, escaping the godless Cyclops! [for ’tis long][we have been without the joys of men, unable to escape him.]
Χορός:ὦ φίλτατ’, εἰ γὰρ τήνδ’ ἴδοιμεν ἡμέραν,Κύκλωπος ἐκφυγόντες ἀνόσιον κάρα.ὡς διὰ μακροῦ γε τὸν σίφωνα τὸν φίλονχηρεύομεν. —τὸν δ’ οὐκ ἔχομεν κατ’ αὗ φαγεῖν.
Odysseus:Hear then how I will requite this vile monster and rescue you from thraldom.
Ὀδυσσεύς:ἄκουε δή νυν ἣν ἔχω τιμωρίανθηρὸς πανούργου σῆς τε δουλείας φυγήν.
Chorus:Tell me how; no note of Asiatic lyre would sound more sweetly in our ears than news of the Cyclops’ death.
Χορός:λέγ’, ὡς Ἀσιάδος οὐκ ἂν ἥδιον ψόφονκιθάρας κλύοιμεν ἢ Κύκλωπ’ ὀλωλότα.
Odysseus:Delighted with this liquor of the Bacchic god, he fain would go a-revelling with his brethren.
Ὀδυσσεύς:ἐπὶ κῶμον ἕρπειν πρὸς κασιγνήτους θέλειΚύκλωπας ἡσθεὶς τῷδε Βακχίου ποτῷ.
Chorus:I understand; thy purpose is to seize and slay him in the thickets when alone, or push him down a precipice.
Χορός:ξυνῆκ’· ἔρημον ξυλλαβὼν δρυμοῖσί νινσφάξαι μενοινᾷς, ἢ πετρῶν ὦσαι κάτω.
Odysseus:Not at ail; my plan is fraught with subtlety.
Ὀδυσσεύς:οὐδὲν τοιοῦτον· δόλιος ἡ ’πιθυμία.
Chorus:What then? Truly we have long heard of thy cleverness.
Χορός:πῶς δαί; σοφόν τοί σ’ ὄντ’ ἀκούομεν πάλαι.
Odysseus:I mean to keep him from this revel, saying he must not give this drink to his brethren but keep it for himself alone and lead a happy life. Then when he falls asleep, o’ermastered by the Bacchic god,I will put a point with this sword of mine to an olive-branch I saw lying in the cave, and will set it on fire; and when I see it well alight, I will lift the heated brand, and, thrusting it full in the Cyclops’ eye, melt out his sight with its blaze;
Ὀδυσσεύς:κώμου μὲν αὐτὸν τοῦδ’ ἀπαλλάξαι, λέγωνὡς οὐ Κύκλωψι πῶμα χρὴ δοῦναι τόδε,μόνον δ’ ἔχοντα βίοτον ἡδέως ἄγειν.ὅταν δ’ ὑπνώσσῃ Βακχίου νικώμενοςἀκρεμὼν ἐλαίας ἔστιν ἐν δόμοισί τις,ὃν φασγάνῳ ⟨’γὼ⟩ τῷδ’ ἀποξύνας ἄκρον,ἐς πῦρ καθήσω· κᾆθ’, ὅταν κεκαυμένονἴδω νιν, ἄρας θερμὸν ἐς μέσην βαλῶΚύκλωπος ὄψιν, ὄμμα τ’ ἐκτήξω πυρί.
and, as when a man in fitting the timbers of a ship makes his auger spin to and fro with a double strap, so will I make the brand revolve in the eye that gives the Cyclops light and will scorch up the pupil thereof.
ναυπηγίαν δ’ ὡσεί τις ἁρμόζων ἀνὴρδιπλοῖν χαλινοῖν τρύπανον κωπηλατεῖ,οὕτω κυκλώσω δαλὸν ἐν φαεσφόρῳΚύκλωπος ὄψει καὶ συναυανῶ κόρας.
Chorus:Ho! ho! how glad I feel! wild with joy at the contrivance!
Χορός:ἰοὺ ἰού,γέγηθα, μαινόμεσθα τοῖς εὑρήμασιν.
Odysseus:That done, I will embark thee and those thou lovest with old Silenus in the deep hold of my black ship, my ship with double banks of oars, and carry you away from this land.
Ὀδυσσεύς:κἄπειτα καὶ σὲ καὶ φίλους γέροντά τενεὼς μελαίνης κοῖλον ἐμβήσας σκάφοςδιπλαῖσι κώπαις τῆσδ’ ἀποστελῶ χθονός.
Chorus:Well, can I too lay hold of the blinding brand, as though the god’s libation had been poured? for I would fain have a share in this offering of blood.
Χορός:ἔστ’ οὖν ὅπως ἂν ὡσπερεὶ σπονδῆς θεοῦκἀγὼ λαβοίμην τοῦ τυφλοῦντος ὄμματαδαλοῦ; φόνου γὰρ τοῦδε κοινωνεῖν θέλω.
Odysseus:Indeed thou must, for the brand is large, and thou must help hold it.
Ὀδυσσεύς:δεῖ γοῦν· μέγας γὰρ δαλός· οὗ ξυλληπτέον.
Chorus:How lightly would I lift the load of e’en a hundred wains, if that will help us to grub outthe eye of the doomed Cyclops, like a wasp’s nest.
Χορός:ὡς κἂν ἁμαξῶν ἑκατὸν ἀραίμην βάρος,εἰ τοῦ Κύκλωπος τοῦ κακῶς ὀλουμένουὀφθαλμὸν ὥσπερ σφηκιὰν ἐκθύψομεν.
Odysseus:Hush! for now thou knowest my plot in fall, and when I bid you, obey the author of it; for I am not the man to desert my friends inside the cave and save myself alone.
Ὀδυσσεύς:σιγᾶτε νῦν· δόλον γὰρ ἐξεπίστασαι·χὥταν κελεύω, τοῖσιν ἀρχιτέκτοσιπείθεσθ’. ἐγὼ γὰρ ἄνδρας ἀπολιπὼν φίλουςτοὺς ἔνδον ὄντας οὐ μόνος σωθήσομαι.
And yet I might escape; I am clear of the cavern’s depths already; but no! to desert the friends with whom I journeyed hither and only save myself is not a righteous course. [Re-enters the cave.
καίτοι φύγοιμ’ ἄν, κἀκβέβηκ’ ἄντρου μυχῶν·ἀλλ’ οὐ δίκαιον ἀπολιπόντ’ ἐμοὺς φίλους,ξὺν οἷσπερ ἦλθον δεῦρο, σωθῆναι μόνον.
First Half-Chorus:Come, who will be the first and who the next to him upon the list to grip the handle of the brand,and, thrusting it into the Cyclops’ eye, gouge out the light thereof?Second Half-Chorus:Hush! hush! Behold the drunkard leaves his rocky home, trolling loud some hideous lay,a clumsy tuneless clown, whom tears await. Come, let us give this boor a lesson in revelry. Ere long will he be blind at any rate.First Half-Chorus:Happy he who plays the Bacchanal amid the precious streams distilled from grapes, stretched at full length for a revel, his arm around the friend he loves,and some fair dainty damsel on his couch, his hair perfumed with nard and glossy, the while he calls, “Oh! who will ope the door for me?”
Χορός:ἄγε, τίς πρῶτος, τίς δ’ ἐπὶ πρώτῳταχθεὶς δαλοῦ κώπην ὀχμάσαςΚύκλωπος ἔσω βλεφάρων ὤσαςλαμπρὰν ὄψιν διακναίσει;(ᾠδὴ ἔνδοθεν)σίγα σίγα. καὶ δὴ μεθύωνἄχαριν κέλαδον μουσιζόμενοςσκαιὸς ἀπῳδὸς καὶ κλαυσόμενοςχωρεῖ πετρίνων ἔξω μελάθρωνφέρε νιν κώμοις παιδεύσωμεντὸν ἀπαίδευτον·πάντως μέλλει τυφλὸς εἶναι.⟨⟩Ημιχ. Χορός:μάκαρ ὅστις εὐιάζειβοτρύων φίλαισι πηγαῖςἐπὶ κῶμον ἐκπετασθείς,φίλον ἄνδρ’ ὑπαγκαλίζωνἐπὶ δεμνίοις τε ξανθὸνχλιδανῆς ἔχων ἑταίραςμυρόχριστος λιπαρὸν βό-στρυχον, αὐδᾷ δέ· Θύραν τίς οἴξει μοι;
Cyclops:Ha! ha! full of wine and merry with the feast’s good cheer am I,my hold freighted like a merchant-ship up to my belly’s very top. This turf graciously invites me to seek my brother Cyclopes for a revel in the spring-tide.
Κύκλωψ:παπαπᾶ· πλέως μὲν οἴνου,γάνυμαι ⟨δὲ⟩ δαιτὸς ἥβῃ,σκάφος ὁλκὰς ὣς γεμισθεὶςποτὶ σέλμα γαστρὸς ἄκρας.ὑπάγει μ’ ὁ χόρτος εὔφρωνἐπὶ κῶμον ἦρος ὥραιςἐπὶ Κύκλωπας ἀδελφούς.
Come, stranger, bring the wine-skin hither and hand it over to me.
φέρε μοι, ξεῖνε, φέρ’, ἀσκὸν ἔνδος μοι.
Second Half-Chorus:Forth from the house its fair lord comes, casting his fair glance round him. We have some one to befriend us. A hostile brand is awaiting thee,no tender bride in dewy grot. No single colour will those garlands have, that soon shall cling so close about thy brow.
Χορός:καλὸν ὄμμασιν δεδορκὼςΚαλὸς ἐκπερᾷ μελάθρων.—⟨παπαπᾶ·⟩ φιλεῖ τις ἡμᾶς.–-λύχνα δ’ ἀμμένον δαΐα σὸνχρόα χὡς τέρεινα νύμφαδροσερῶν ἔσωθεν ἄντρων.στεφάνων δ’ οὐ μία χροιὰπερὶ σὸν κρᾶτα τάχ’ ἐξομιλήσει.
Odysseus:(Returning with the wineskin.) Hearken, Cyclops; for I am well versed in the ways of Bacchus,whom I have given thee to drink.
Ὀδυσσεύς:Κύκλωψ, ἄκουσον· ὡς ἐγὼ τοῦ Βακχίουτούτου τρίβων εἴμ’, ὃν πιεῖν ἔδωκά σοι.
Cyclops:And who is Bacchus? some reputed god?
Κύκλωψ:ὁ Βάκχιος δὲ τίς θεὸς νομίζεται;
Odysseus:The greatest god men know to cheer their life.
Ὀδυσσεύς:μέγιστος ἀνθρώποισιν ἐς τέρψιν βίου.
Cyclops:I like his after-taste at any rate.
Κύκλωψ:ἐρυγγάνω γοῦν αὐτὸν ἡδέως ἐγώ.
Odysseus:This is the kind of god he is; he harmeth no man.
Ὀδυσσεύς:τοιόσδ’ ὁ δαίμων· οὐδένα βλάπτει βροτῶν.
Cyclops:But how does a god like being housed in a wine-skin?
Κύκλωψ:θεὸς δ’ ἐν ἀσκῷ πῶς γέγηθ’ οἴκους ἔχων;
Odysseus:Put him where one may, he is content there.
Ὀδυσσεύς:ὅπου τιθῇ τις, ἐνθάδ’ ἐστὶν εὐπετής.
Cyclops:It is not right that gods should be clad in leather.
Κύκλωψ:οὐ τοὺς θεοὺς χρὴ σῶμ’ ἔχειν ἐν δέρμασιν.
Odysseus:What of that, provided he please thee? does the leather hurt thee?
Ὀδυσσεύς:τί δ’, εἴ σε τέρπει γ’; ἢ τὸ δέρμα σοι πικρόν;
Cyclops:I hate the wine-skin, but the liquor we have here I love.
Κύκλωψ:μισῶ τὸν ἀσκόν· τὸ δὲ ποτὸν φιλῶ τόδε.
Odysseus:Stay, then, Cyclops; drink and be merry.
Ὀδυσσεύς:μένων νυν αὐτοῦ πῖνε κεὐθύμει, Κύκλωψ.
Cyclops:Must I not give my brethren a share in this liquor?
Κύκλωψ:οὐ χρή μ’ ἀδελφοῖς τοῦδε προσδοῦναι ποτοῦ;
Odysseus:No, keep it thyself and thou wilt appear of more honour.
Ὀδυσσεύς:ἔχων γὰρ αὐτὸς τιμιώτερος φανῇ.
Cyclops:Give it my friends and I shall appear of more use.
Κύκλωψ:διδοὺς δὲ τοῖς φίλοισι χρησιμώτερος.
Odysseus:Revelling is apt to end in blows, abuse, and strife.
Ὀδυσσεύς:πυγμὰς ὁ κῶμος λοίδορόν τ’ ἔριν φιλεῖ.
Cyclops:I may be drunk, but no man will lay hands on me for all that.
Κύκλωψ:μεθύω μέν, ἔμπας δ’ οὔτις ἂν ψαύσειέ μου.
Odysseus:Better stay at home, my friend, after a carouse.
Ὀδυσσεύς:ὦ τᾶν, πεπωκότ’ ἐν δόμοισι χρὴ μένειν.
Cyclops:Who loves not revelling then is but a simpleton.
Κύκλωψ:ἠλίθιος ὅστις μὴ πιὼν κῶμον φιλεῖ.
Odysseus:But whoso stays at home, when drunk, is wise.
Ὀδυσσεύς:ὃς δ’ ἂν μεθυσθείς γ’ ἐν δόμοις μείνῃ, σοφός.
Cyclops:What shall we do, Silenus? art minded to stay?
Κύκλωψ:τί δρῶμεν, ὦ Σιληνέ; σοὶ μένειν δοκεῖ;
Silenus:That I am; for what need have we of others to share our drink, Cyclops?
Σιληνός:δοκεῖ. τί γὰρ δεῖ συμποτῶν ἄλλων, Κύκλωψ;
Cyclops:Well, truly the turf is soft as down with its fresh flowering plants.
Κύκλωψ:καὶ μὴν λαχνῶδές τ’ οὖδας ἀνθηρᾶς χλόης....
Silenus:(seating himself.) Aye, and ’tis pleasant drinking in the warm sunshine.Cyclops:…Silenus:Come, let me see thee stretch thy carcase on the ground.
Σιληνός:καὶ πρός γε θάλπος ἡλίου πίνειν καλόν.κλίθητί νύν μοι πλευρὰ θεὶς ἐπὶ χθονός.
Cyclops:(sitting dawn.) [There then!]Why art thou putting the mixing-bowl behind me?
Κύκλωψ:ἰδού.τί δῆτα τὸν κρατῆρ’ ὄπισθέ μου τίθης;
Silenus:That no one passing by may come upon it.
Σιληνός:ὡς μὴ παριών τις καταβάλῃ.
Cyclops:Nay, but thy purpose is to drink upon the sly; set it between us. (To Odysseus.) Now tell me, stranger, by what name to call thee.
Κύκλωψ:πίνειν μὲν οὖνκλέπτων σὺ βούλῃ· κάτθες αὐτὸν ἐς μέσον.σὺ δ’, ὦ ξέν’, εἰπὲ τοὔνομ’ ὅ τι σε χρὴ καλεῖν.
Odysseus:Noman. What boon shall I receive of thee to earn my thanks?
Ὀδυσσεύς:Οὖτιν· χάριν δὲ τίνα λαβών σ’ ἐπαινέσω;
Cyclops:I will feast on thee last, after all thy comrades.
Κύκλωψ:πάντων σ’ ἑταίρων ὕστερον θοινάσομαι.
Odysseus:Fair indeed the honour thou bestowest on thy guest, sir Cyclops!
Σιληνός:καλόν γε τὸ γέρας τῷ ξένῳ δίδως, Κύκλωψ.
Cyclops:(turning suddenly to Silenus.) Ho, sirrah! what art thou about? taking a stealthy pull at the wine?
Κύκλωψ:οὗτος, τί δρᾷς; τὸν οἶνον ἐκπίνεις λάθρᾳ;
Silenus:No, but it kissed me for my good looks.
Σιληνός:οὔκ, ἀλλ’ ἔμ’ οὗτος ἔκυσεν, ὅτι καλὸν βλέπω.
Cyclops:Thou shalt smart, if thou kiss the wine when it kisses not thee.
Κύκλωψ:κλαύσῃ, φιλῶν τὸν οἶνον οὐ φιλοῦντά σε.
Silenus:Oh! but it did, for it says it is in love with my handsome face.
Σιληνός:ναὶ μὰ Δί’, ἐπεί μού φησ’ ἐρᾶν ὄντος καλοῦ.
Cyclops:(holding out his cup.) Pour in; only give me my cup full.
Κύκλωψ:ἔγχει, πλέων δὲ τὸν σκύφον. δίδου μόνον.
Silenus:H’m! how is it mixed? just let me make sure. (Takes another pull.)
Σιληνός:πῶς οὖν κέκραται; φέρε διασκεψώμεθα.
Cyclops:Perdition! give it me at once.
Κύκλωψ:ἀπολεῖς· δὸς οὕτως.
Silenus:Oh, no! I really cannot, till I see thee with a crown on, and have another taste myself.
Σιληνός:ναὶ μὰ Δί’ οὐ πρὶν ἄν γέ σεστέφανον ἴδω λαβόντα γεύσωμαί τ’ ἔτι...
Cyclops:My cup-bearer is a cheat.
Κύκλωψ:ὦ οἰνοχόος ἄδικος.
Silenus:No really, but the wine is so luscious. Thou must wipe thy lips, though, to get a draught.
Σιληνός:⟨οὐ⟩ μὰ Δί’, ἀλλ’ ὦ οἶνος γλυκύς.ἀπομυκτέον δέ σοί ἐστιν ὡς λήψῃ πιεῖν.
Cyclops:There! my lips and beard are clean now.
Κύκλωψ:ἰδού, καθαρὸν τὸ χεῖλος αἱ τρίχες τέ μου.
Silenus:Bend thine elbow gracefully, and then quaff thy cup, as thou seest me do, and as now thou seest me not. (Burying his face in his cup.)
Σιληνός:θές νυν τὸν ἀγκῶν’ εὐρύθμως, κᾆτ’ ἔκπιε,ὥσπερ μ’ ὁρᾷς πίνοντα—χὥσπερ οὐκ ἐμέ.
Cyclops:Aha! what next?
Κύκλωψ:ἆ ἆ, τί δράσεις;
Silenus:I drank it off at a draught with much pleasure.
Σιληνός:ἡδέως ἠμύστισα.
Cyclops:Stranger, take the skin thyself and be my cup-bearer.
Κύκλωψ:λάβ’, ὦ ξέν’, αὐτὸς οἰνοχόος τέ μοι γενοῦ.
Odysseus:Well, at any rate the grape is no stranger to my hand.
Ὀδυσσεύς:γιγνώσκεται γοῦν ἡ ἄμπελος τἠμῇ χερί.
Cyclops:Come, pour it in.
Κύκλωψ:φέρ’ ἔγχεόν νυν.
Odysseus:In it goes! keep silence, that is all.
Ὀδυσσεύς:ἐγχέω, σίγα μόνον.
Cyclops:A difficult task when a man is deep in his cups.
Κύκλωψ:χαλεπὸν τόδ’ εἶπας, ὅστις ἂν πίνῃ πολύν.
Odysseus:Here, take and drink it off; leave none.Cyclops:…Odysseus:Thou must be silent and only give in when the liquor does.
Ὀδυσσεύς:ἰδοὺ λαβὼν ἔκπιθι καὶ μηδὲν λίπῃς.συνεκθανεῖν δὲ σπῶντα χρὴ τῷ πώματι.
Cyclops:God wot! it is a clever stock that bears the grape.
Κύκλωψ:παπαῖ, σοφόν γε τὸ ξύλον τῆς ἀμπέλου.
Odysseus:Aye, and if thou but swallow plenty of it after a plentiful meal, moistening thy belly till its thirst is gone, it will throw thee into slumber;but if thou leave aught behind, the Bacchic god will parch thee for it.
Ὀδυσσεύς:κἂν μὲν σπάσῃς γε δαιτὶ πρὸς πολλῇ πολύν,τέγξας ἄδιψον νηδύν, εἰς ὕπνον βαλεῖ,ἢν δ’ ἐλλίπῃς τι, ξηρανεῖ σ’ ὁ Βάκχιος.
Cyclops:Ha! ha! what a trouble it was getting out! This is pleasure unalloyed; earth and sky seem whirling round together; I see the throne of Zeusand all the godhead’s majesty. Kiss thee! no! There are the Graces trying to tempt me. I shall rest well enough with my Ganymede here; yea, by the Graces, right fairly.
Κύκλωψ:ἰοὺ ἰού,ὡς ἐξένευσα μόγις· ἄκρατος ἡ χάρις.ὁ δ’ οὐρανός μοι συμμεμιγμένος δοκεῖτῇ γῇ φέρεσθαι, τοῦ Διός τε τὸν θρόνονλεύσσω, τὸ πᾶν τε δαιμόνων ἁγνὸν σέβας.—οὐκ ἂν φιλήσαιμ’·—αἱ Χάριτες πειρῶσί με.—ἅλις Γανυμήδην τόνδ’ ἔχων ἀναπαύσομαι.κάλλιστα, νὴ τὰς Χάριτας. —ἥδομαι δέ πωςτοῖς παιδικοῖσι μᾶλλον ἢ τοῖς θήλεσιν.
Silenus:What! Cyclops, am I Ganymede, Zeus’s minion?
Σιληνός:ἐγὼ γὰρ ὁ Διός εἰμι Γανυμήδης, Κύκλωψ;
Cyclops:(attempting to carry him into the cave.) To be sure, Ganymede whom I am carrying off from the halls of Dardanus.
Κύκλωψ:ναὶ μὰ Δί’, ὃν ἁρπάζω γ’ ἐγὼ ’κ τοῦ Δαρδάνου.
Silenus:I am undone, my children; outrageous treatment waits me.
Σιληνός:ἀπόλωλα, παῖδες· σχέτλια πείσομαι κακά.
Chorus:Dost find fault with thy lover? dost scorn him in his cups?
Κύκλωψ:μέμφῃ τὸν ἐραστὴν κἀντρυφᾷς πεπωκότι;
Silenus:Woe is me! most bitter shall I find the wine ere long. [Exit Silenus, dragged away by Cyclops.
Σιληνός:οἴμοι· πικρότατον οἶνον ὄψομαι τάχα.
Odysseus:Up now, children of Dionysus, sons of a noble sire, soon will yon creature in the cave, relaxed in slumber as ye see him, spew from his shameless maw the meat. Already the brand inside his lair is vomiting a cloud of smoke; and the only reason we prepared it was to burnthe Cyclops’ eye; so mind thou quit thee like a man.
Ὀδυσσεύς:ἄγε δή, Διονύσου παῖδες, εὐγενῆ τέκνα,ἔνδον μὲν ἁνήρ· τῷ δ’ ὕπνῳ παρειμένοςτάχ’ ἐξ ἀναιδοῦς φάρυγος ὠθήσει κρέα.δαλὸς δ’ ἔσωθεν αὐλίων ὠθεῖ καπνὸνπαρευτρέπισται· κοὐδὲν ἄλλο πλὴν πυροῦνΚύκλωπος ὄψιν· ἀλλ’ ὅπως ἀνὴρ ἔσῃ.
Chorus:I will have a spirit as of rock or adamant; but go inside, before my father suffers any shameful treatment; for here thou hast things ready.
Χορός:πέτρας τὸ λῆμα κἀδάμαντος ἕξομεν.χώρει δ’ ἐς οἴκους, πρίν τι τὸν πατέρα παθεῖνἀπάλαμνον· ὥς σοι τἀνθάδ’ ἐστὶν εὐτρεπῆ.
Odysseus:O Hephaestus, lord of Aetna, rid thyself for once and all of a troublesome neighbourby burning his bright eye out. Come, Sleep, as well, offspring of sable Night, come with all thy power on the monster god-detested; and never after Troy’s most glorious toils destroy Odysseus and his crewby the hands of one who recketh naught of God or man; else must we reckon Chance a goddess, and Heaven’s wall inferior to hers. [Odysseus re-enters the cave.
Ὀδυσσεύς:Ἥφαιστ’, ἄναξ Αἰτναῖε, γείτονος κακοῦλαμπρὸν πυρώσας ὄμμ’ ἀπαλλάχθηθ’ ἅπαξ,σύ τ’, ὦ μελαίνης Νυκτὸς ἐκπαίδευμ’, Ὕπνε,ἄκρατος ἐλθὲ θηρὶ τῷ θεοστυγεῖ,καὶ μὴ ’πὶ καλλίστοισι Τρωικοῖς πόνοιςαὐτόν τε ναύ⟨τα⟩ς τ’ ἀπολέσητ’ Ὀδυσσέαὑπ’ ἀνδρός, ᾧ θεῶν οὐδὲν ἢ βροτῶν μέλει.ἢ τὴν τύχην μὲν δαίμον’ ἡγεῖσθαι χρεών,τὰ δαιμόνων δὲ τῆς τύχης ἐλάσσονα.
Chorus:Tightly the pincers shall grip the neckof him who feasts upon his guest; for soon will he lose the light of his eye by fire; already the brand, a tree’s huge limb,lurks amid the embers charred.Oh! come ye then and work his doom, pluck out the maddened Cyclops’ eye, that he may rue his drinking.And I too fain would leave the Cyclops’ lonely land and see king Bromius, ivy-crowned, the god I sorely miss. Ah! shall I ever come to that?
Χορός:λήψεται τὸν τράχηλονἐντόνως ὁ καρκίνοςτοῦ ξενοδαιτυμόνος· πυρὶ γὰρ τάχαφωσφόρους ὀλεῖ κόρας.ἤδηδαλὸς ἠνθρακωμένοςκρύπτεται ἐς σποδιάν, δρυὸς ἄσπετονἔρνος· ἀλλ’ ἴτω Μάρων·πρασσέτω·μαινομένου ’ξελέτω βλέφαρον Κύ-κλωπος, ὡς πίῃ κακῶς.κἀγὼτὸν φιλοκισσοφόρον Βρόμιον πο-θεινὸν εἰσιδεῖν θέλω,Κύκλω-πος λιπὼν ἐρημίαν·ἆρ’ ἐς τοσόνδ’ ἀφίξομαι;
Odysseus:(leaving the cave cautiously.) Silence, ye cattle! I adjure you;close your lips; make not a sound! I’ll not let a man of you so much as breathe or wink or clear his throat, that yon pest awake not, until the sight in the Cyclops’ eye has passed through the fiery ordeal.
Ὀδυσσεύς:σιγᾶτε πρὸς θεῶν, θῆρες, ἡσυχάζετε,συνθέντες ἄρθρα στόματος· οὐδὲ πνεῖν ἐῶ,οὐ σκαρδαμύσσειν οὐδὲ χρέμπτεσθαί τινα,ὡς μὴ ’ξεγερθῇ τὸ κακόν, ἔστ’ ἂν ὄμματοςὄψις Κύκλωπος ἐξαμιλληθῇ πυρί.
Chorus:Silent we stand with ’bated breath.
Χορός:σιγῶμεν ἐγκάψαντες αἰθέρα γνάθοις.
Odysseus:In then, and mind your fingers grip the brand, for it is splendidly red-hot.
Ὀδυσσεύς:ἄγε νυν ὅπως ἅψεσθε τοῦ δαλοῦ χεροῖνἔσω μολόντες· διάπυρος δ’ ἐστὶν καλῶς.
Chorus:Thyself ordain who first must seize the blazing bar and burn the Cyclops’ eye out, that we may share alike whate’er betides.
Χορός:οὐκοῦν σὺ τάξεις οὕστινας πρώτους χρεὼνκαυτὸν μοχλὸν λαβόντας ἐκκάειν τὸ φῶςΚύκλωπος, ὡς ἂν τῆς τύχης κοινώμεθα;
First Half-Chorus:Standing where I am before the door, I am too far off to thrust the fire into his eye.
Χορὸς α:ἡμεῖς μέν ἐσμεν μακροτέρω πρὸ τῶν θυρῶνἑστῶτες ὠθεῖν ἐς τὸν ὀφθαλμὸν τὸ πῦρ.
Second Half-Chorus:I have just gone lame.
Χορὸς β:ἡμεῖς δὲ χωλοί γ’ ἀρτίως γεγενήμεθα.
First Half-Chorus:Why, then, thou art in the same plight as I; for somehow or other I sprained my ankle, standing still.
Χορὸς γ:ταὐτὸν πεπόνθατ’ ἆρ’ ἐμοί· τοὺς γὰρ πόδαςἑστῶτες ἐσπάσθημεν οὐκ οἶδ’ ἐξ ὅτου.
Odysseus:Sprained thy ankle, standing still?Second Half-Chorus:Yes, and my eyes are full of dust or ashes from somewhere or other.
Ὀδυσσεύς:ἑστῶτες ἐσπάσθητε;Χορὸς δ:καὶ τά γ’ ὄμματαμέστ’ ἐστὶν ἡμῖν κόνεος ἢ τέφρας ποθέν.
Odysseus:These are sorry fellows, worthless as allies.
Ὀδυσσεύς:ἄνδρες πονηροὶ κοὐδὲν οἵδε σύμμαχοι.
Chorus:Because I feel for my back and spine, and express no wish to have my teethknocked out, I am a coward, am I? Well, but I know a spell of Orpheus, a most excellent one, to make the brand enter his skull of its own accord, and set alight the one-eyed son of Earth.
Χορός:ὁτιὴ τὸ νῶτον τὴν ῥάχιν τ’ οἰκτίρομενκαὶ τοὺς ὀδόντας ἐκβαλεῖν οὐ βούλομαιτυπτόμενος, αὕτη γίγνεται πονηρία;ἀλλ’ οἶδ’ ἐπῳδὴν Ὀρφέως ἀγαθὴν πάνυ,ὡς αὐτόματον τὸν δαλὸν ἐς τὸ κρανίονστείχονθ’ ὑφάπτειν τὸν μονῶπα παῖδα γῆς.
Odysseus:Long since I knew thou wert by nature such an one,and now I know it better; I must employ my own friends; but, though thou bring no active aid, cheer us on at any rate, that I may find my friends emboldened by thy encouragement. [Exit Odysseus.
Ὀδυσσεύς:πάλαι μὲν ᾔδη σ’ ὄντα τοιοῦτον φύσει,νῦν δ’ οἶδ’ ἄμεινον. τοῖσι δ’ οἰκείοις φίλοιςχρῆσθαί μ’ ἀνάγκη. χειρὶ δ’ εἰ μηδὲν σθένεις,ἀλλ’ οὖν ἐπεγκέλευέ γ’, ὡς εὐψυχίανφίλων κελευσμοῖς τοῖσι σοῖς κτησώμεθα.
Chorus:That will I do; the Carian shall run the risk for us;
Χορός:δράσω τάδ’. ἐν τῷ Καρὶ κινδυνεύσομεν.
and as far as encouragement goes, let the Cyclops smoulder.
κελευσμάτων δ’ ἕκατι τυφέσθω Κύκλωψ.
Chorus:What ho! my gallants, thrust away, make haste and burn his eye-brow off, the monster’s guest-devouring. Oh! singe and scorchthe shepherd of Aetna; twirl the brand and drag it round and be careful lest in his agony he treat thee to some wantonness.
Χορός:ἰὼ ἰώ· γενναιότατ’ ὠ-θεῖτε σπεύδετ’. ἐκκαίετε τὰν ὀφρὺνθηρὸς τοῦ ξενοδαίτατυφέτω, καιέτωτὸν Αἴτνας μηλονόμον.τόρνευ’, ἕλκε, μή σ’ ἐξοδυνηθεὶςδράσῃ τι μάταιον.
Cyclops:(Bellowing in the cave.) Oh! oh! my once bright eye is burnt to cinders now.
Κύκλωψ:ὤμοι, κατηνθρακώμεθ’ ὀφθαλμοῦ σέλας.
Chorus:Sweet indeed the triumph-song; pray sing it to us, Cyclops.
Χορός:καλός γ’ ὁ παιάν· μέλπε μοι τόνδ’, ὦ Κύκλωψ.
Cyclops:(from within.) Oh! oh! once more; what outrage on me and what ruin! But never shall ye escape this rocky cave unpunished, ye worthless creatures; for I will stand in the entrance of the cleft and fit my hands into it thus. [Staggering to the entrance.
Κύκλωψ:ὤμοι μάλ’, ὡς ὑβρίσμεθ’, ὡς ὀλώλαμεν.ἀλλ’ οὔτι μὴ φύγητε τῆσδ’ ἔξω πέτραςχαίροντες, οὐδὲν ὄντες· ἐν πύλαισι γὰρσταθεὶς φάραγγος τάσδ’ ἐναρμόσω χέρας.
Chorus:Why dost thou cry out, Cyclops?
Χορός:τί χρῆμ’ ἀυτεῖς, ὦ Κύκλωψ;
Cyclops:I am undone.
Κύκλωψ:ἀπωλόμην.
Chorus:Thou art indeed a sorry sight.
Χορός:αἰσχρός γε φαίνῃ.
Cyclops:Aye, and a sad one, too.
Κύκλωψ:κἀπὶ τοῖσδέ γ’ ἄθλιος.
Chorus:Didst fall among the coals in a drunken fit?
Χορός:μεθύων κατέπεσες ἐς μέσους τοὺς ἄνθρακας;
Cyclops:Noman has undone me.
Κύκλωψ:Οὖτίς μ’ ἀπώλεσ’.
Chorus:Then there is no one hurting thee after all.
Χορός:οὐκ ἄρ’ οὐδεὶς ἠδίκει.
Cyclops:Noman is blinding me.
Κύκλωψ:Οὖτίς με τυφλοῖ βλέφαρον.
Chorus:Then art thou not blind.
Χορός:οὐκ ἄρ’ εἶ τυφλός.
Cyclops:As blind as thou, forsooth.
Κύκλωψ:ὡς δὴ σύ—
Chorus:How, pray, could no man have made thee blind?
Χορός:καὶ πῶς σ’ οὔτις ἂν θείη τυφλόν;
Cyclops:Thou mockest me; but where is this Noman.
Κύκλωψ:σκώπτεις. ὁ δ’ Οὖτις ποῦ ’στιν;
Chorus:Nowhere, Cyclops.
Χορός:οὐδαμοῦ, Κύκλωψ.
Cyclops:It was the stranger, vile wretch! who proved my ruin, that thou mayst understand rightly, by swilling me with the liquor he gave me.
Κύκλωψ:ὁ ξένος, ἵν’ ὀρθῶς ἐκμάθῃς, μ’ ἀπώλεσεν,ὁ μιαρός, ὅς μοι δοὺς τὸ πῶμα κατέκλυσεν.
Chorus:Ah! wine is a terrible foe, hard to wrestle with.
Χορός:δεινὸς γὰρ οἷνος καὶ παλαίεσθαι βαρύς.
Cyclops:Tell me, I adjure thee, have they escaped or are they still within?
Κύκλωψ:πρὸς θεῶν, πεφεύγασ’ ἢ μένουσ’ ἔσω δόμων;
Chorus:Here they are ranged in silence, taking the rock to screen them.
Χορός:οὗτοι σιωπῇ τὴν πέτραν ἐπήλυγαλαβόντες ἑστήκασι.
Cyclops:On which side?
Κύκλωψ:ποτέρας τῆς χερός;
Chorus:On thy right.
Χορός:ἐν δεξιᾷ σου.
Cyclops:Where?
Κύκλωψ:ποῦ;
Chorus:Close against the rock. Hast caught them?
Χορός:πρὸς αὐτῇ τῇ πέτρᾳ.ἔχεις;
Cyclops:Trouble on trouble! I have run my skull against the rock and cracked it.
Κύκλωψ:κακόν γε πρὸς κακῷ· τὸ κρανίονπαίσας κατέαγα.
Chorus:Aye, and they are escaping thee.
Χορός:καί σε διαφεύγουσί γε.
Cyclops:This way, was it not?’Twas this way thou saidst.
Κύκλωψ:οὐ τῇδ’· ἐπεὶ τῇδ’ εἶπας;
Chorus:No, not this way.
Χορός:οὔ· ταύτῃ λέγω.
Cyclops:Which then?
Κύκλωψ:πῇ γάρ;
Chorus:They are getting round thee on the left.
Χορός:περιάγου, κεῖσε, πρὸς τἀριστερά.
Cyclops:Alas! I am being mocked; ye jeer me in my evil plight.
Κύκλωψ:οἴμοι γελῶμαι· κερτομεῖτέ μ’ ἐν κακοῖς.
Chorus:They are no longer there; but facing thee that stranger stands.
Χορός:ἀλλ’ οὐκέτ’, ἀλλὰ πρόσθεν οὗτός ἐστί σου.
Cyclops:Master of villainy, where, oh! where art thou?
Κύκλωψ:ὦ παγκάκιστε, ποῦ ποτ’ εἶ;
Odysseus:Some way from theeI am keeping careful guard over the person of Odysseus.
Ὀδυσσεύς:τηλοῦ σέθενφυλακαῖσι φρουρῶ σῶμ’ Ὀδυσσέως τόδε.
Cyclops:What, a new name! hast changed thine?
Κύκλωψ:πῶς εἶπας; ὄνομα μεταβαλὼν καινὸν λέγεις.
Odysseus:Yes, Odysseus the name my father gave me. But thou wert doomed to pay for thy unholy feast; for I should have seen Troy burned to but sorry purpose,unless I had avenged on thee the slaughter of my comrades.
Ὀδυσσεύς:ὅπερ γ’ ὁ φύσας ὠνόμαζ’ Ὀδυσσέα.δώσειν δ’ ἔμελλες ἀνοσίου δαιτὸς δίκας·κακῶς γὰρ ἂν Τροίαν γε διεπυρωσάμηνεἰ μή σ’ ἑταίρων φόνον ἐτιμωρησάμην.
Cyclops:Woe is me!’tis an old oracle coming true; yes, it said I should have my eye put out by thee on thy way home from Troy; but it likewise foretold that thou wouldst surely pay for this,tossing on the sea for many a day.
Κύκλωψ:αἰαῖ· παλαιὸς χρησμὸς ἐκπεραίνεται.τυφλὴν γὰρ ὄψιν ἐκ σέθεν σχήσειν μ’ ἔφηΤροίας ἀφορμηθέντος. ἀλλὰ καὶ σέ τοιδίκας ὑφέξειν ἀντὶ τῶνδ’ ἐθέσπισεν,πολὺν θαλάσσῃ χρόνον ἐναιωρούμενον.
Odysseus:Go hang! E’en as I say, so have I done. And now will I get me to the beach and start my hollow ship across the sea of Sicily to the land of my fathers.
Ὀδυσσεύς:κλαίειν σ’ ἄνωγα· καὶ δέδραχ’ ὅπερ λέγεις.ἐγὼ δ’ ἐπ’ ἀκτὰς εἶμι καὶ νεὼς σκάφοςἥσω ’πὶ πόντον Σικελὸν ἔς τ’ ἐμὴν πάτραν.
Cyclops:Thou shalt not; I will break a boulder off this rockand crush thee, crew and all, beneath my throw. Blind though I be, I will climb the hill, mounting through yonder tunnel.
Κύκλωψ:οὐ δῆτ’, ἐπεί σε τῆσδ’ ἀπορρήξας πέτραςαὐτοῖσι συνναύταισι συντρίψω βαλών.ἄνω δ’ ἐπ’ ὄχθον εἶμι, καίπερ ὢν τυφλός,δι’ ἀμφιτρῆτος τῆσδε προσβαίνων ποδί.
Chorus:As for us, henceforth will we be the servants of Bacchus, sharing the voyage of this hero Odysseus.
Χορός:ἡμεῖς δὲ συνναῦταί γε τοῦδ’ Ὀδυσσέωςὄντες τὸ λοιπὸν Βακχίῳ δουλεύσομεν.